Critical Infection

Diane frowned and rushed straight into Carla's bedroom. Mara, Wyatt, and Milo were all there, their eyes red from crying.

Carla lay on the bed with her eyes tightly shut, her face ashen.

Diane was startled and hurried over. "Carla, Carla?"

She reached out to hold Carla's hand, only to find that both hands were wrapped in bandages, with a foul smell seeping out from underneath.

Panic rose in her ch